No Fear Shakespeare
Henry IV Part 1
Act 2, Scene 3, Page 3
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Enter SERVANT
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A SERVANT enters. |
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Is Gilliams with the packet gone?
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Has Gilliams left with my letters?
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SERVANT
He is, my lord, an hour ago.
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SERVANT
He has, my lord, an hour ago.
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HOTSPUR
Hath Butler brought those horses from the sheriff?
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HOTSPUR
Did Butler bring those horses from the sheriff?
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SERVANT
One horse, my lord, he brought even now.
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SERVANT
He brought one of them just now.
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HOTSPUR
What horse? A roan, a crop-ear, is it not?
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HOTSPUR
Which one? A brown one, right? With its ears clipped?
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SERVANT
It is, my lord.
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SERVANT
Yes, my lord.
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HOTSPUR
That roan shall be my throne.
Well, I will back him straight. O, Esperance!
Bid Butler lead him forth into the park.
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HOTSPUR
That brown horse will be my throne. I’ll mount him in a second. Oh, “Hope is my Comfort!” Tell Butler to walk him out in the fields.
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Exit SERVANT
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The SERVANT exits. |
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LADY PERCY
But hear you, my lord.
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LADY PERCY
Listen, my lord.
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HOTSPUR
What say’st thou, my lady?
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HOTSPUR
What is it, my lady?
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LADY PERCY
What is it carries you away?
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LADY PERCY
What is it that’s got you so carried away?
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HOTSPUR
Why, my horse,
My love, my horse.
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HOTSPUR
My horse, my love. My horse.
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LADY PERCY
Out, you mad-headed ape!
A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen
As you are tossed with. In faith,
I’ll know your business, Harry, that I will.
I fear my brother Mortimer doth stir
About his title, and hath sent for you
To line his enterprise; but if you go—
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LADY PERCY
Enough, you crazy fool! Not even a weasel is as hotheaded as you are. I swear, I’ll find out what you’re up to, Harry, I will. I fear that my brother, Mortimer, is making some kind of move over his claim to the throne, and has asked you to help. But if you go—
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